The Siren (18+)

Chapter not 25

Ramee pulled into the Vespucci apartments and carefully rushed to the elevator of the building. April was still not answering her phone and he was slightly worried about her. He knew Yuno might have dropped her off safely but he wanted to see her just to make sure. Yuno, and the rest of the Cleanbois, we're close friends with Gulag Gang and he knew that their slightly deranged leader, X, and his obedient sidekick Marty would hurt anyone in CG if the opportunity presented itself. The new crew was still angry that CG had robbed them after they robbed the vault months ago.

The incident was ingenious if he said so himself. They watched them spend money towards resources to hack into the Vault, let them do all the work, plan and execute the getaway, risking getting caught all so CG could simply take the rewards from them. The rookies had egos that were too inflated and they needed to be reminded that CG owned Los Santos. Ramee was not intimidated by the young gang but he knew that X was probably waiting for a time to strike. April would have been the perfect target to those who didn't know her well.

Just before the doors closed a man wearing a cheap white bowl hat and faux fur coat rushed into the back of the elevator. It was only after he caught his breath did he notice that the person standing in front of him was the wealthy businessman. The overexcited man congratulated him on his engagement and started talking about things Ramee didn't care to listen to. Only when he heard the familiar name of the siren did he pay attention. He asked the over-sharer to repeat himself.

"April? My neighbor. I saw you at her place once and I figured you guys were together but after the news of your engagement was announced I realized you were just friends. So I was wondering, and I don't mean to sound disrespectful, if you could ask her to give me her number?" He grinned at Ramee like a fool.

Who the hell did this man think he was? Before they reached the eighth floor of the apartment Ramee pressed the emergency stop button. He made sure his body language remained composed so that the camera footage wouldn't get him in hot water later.

"What's your name?" He asked coolly, staring forward.

The bumbling idiot thought that Ramee would do as he requested so he happily told him that he was Soap from Royal Mafia. He had heard of the small group. Ursula, who worked for Vinny and K, mentioned once that most of the members including herself worked for Maldini's. Ramee could feel the man beaming at him, happy that he would finally have a chance with the redheaded beauty.

"Well Soap. Did you know I have a loaded gun on me?" He said casually, as if discussing the weather.

"Of course man! You got to be prepared for anything!" He chuckled freely.

"And are you prepared to have a bullet in your skull?" The warlord asked the man while he nonchalantly looked at his watch.

As if realizing his situation and who he had been yapping to, Soap's face turned red in discomfort. His hand nervously touched against the base of his neck in an attempt to soothe himself. He licked his dry lips and gave Ramee a rictus grin. Finally he understood that he was stuck in a cage with the merciless vulture. He couldn't escape until the man deemed it fit. All the things he had heard about the rich man ran through his mind. After letting a shaky breath out he shook his head fervently at what the man told him.

"No sir." He squeaked out.

"Stay away from her." Ramee said simply. He then moved to press another button on the elevator and after a few seconds the door opened on their floor. A group of loud teenagers stood outside of the elevator waiting for them to walk out. He finally turned around to look at the man who was hiding in the corner with his back pressed against the wall. The Vulture bared his teeth in a hostile grin at the cowering man. "Don't fly too close to the sun Soap. You might hurt yourself." Ramee then walked out ignoring the teens who were ogling at him and giggling amongst themselves. Soap stayed in the elevator even after the kids entered, his eyes wide as the doors closed in his face.